“Broccoli spaceship. Broccoli SPACESHIP!”

“Momentarily forgetting how wind works, Lex tried spitting at him. This failed”

“Ah, bribery." He grinned at his niece. "is there anything it can't do?”

“Let me go!" She tore off a mirror and brandished it in his face. "I mean it! I don't want to go to your godforsaken hellbarn, you retarded psycho farmer!”

“Well, remember, active Grims can't have children. Fertility is adversley affected by the proximity to the ether, to Elixir, and all sorts of other components-- plus, the Grimsphere is no place to raise a family, even if woman conceive here."Lex snuck a glance at Driggs, but Uncle Mort caught her."That doesn't mean you get a free pass to ride the baloney pony when ever you want to. Got it?”

“you've been back here in my presence for two agonizing hours now, and if we don't properly make out soon, I'm going to hurl myself off the roof.”

“Souls live on without their bodies. But bodies without souls are nothing but compost.”